Never say

Never say never. I never thought I could keep up the writing, a poem a day and I was right. Some days, I wrote several poems, other days I completely dried up. I dried up before taxes (because I was doing taxes) and this whole week's been a wash.  A lot of strenuous teaching and materials prep.

To do by May 1st: poem # 12 (revise),write poems # 13, 14; poem 22 (revise) write 23, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, and 30. That's a whole lotta work to pull off in 2 days. Today I imagined I'd get several poems done, I revised, edited and posted 17 prompts. A few had several versions, so it's more than 17 poems total. 

Then I have to get the CPITS poems in for the anthology as well. Friday is going to be one busy poetry day! One new principal meeting too. I'm scheduling three new schools for poetry.

Tomorrow is pretty full with teaching and prepping for tomorrow night's ISED class at SFSU. I was interrupted today with a teacher meeting at a new school and scheduling, follow up emails, etc. I never got back on track. I edited one classes' poems; two more to go and I'm tired, it's late and Hulu beckons. Rescue Me blares: It's another day c'mon, c'mon... and I watch the Twin Towers fall in slo-mo for the unteenth time.

Never gonna make it.

No, never. Never.

Addendum May 1, got the poem a day challenge down to all but 6, but several poems shifted focus in revision, and so I have multiple poems for some days, and none for others. I probably posted 30 poems total counting haiku, which doesn't count for much. With an estimated 25K poems being posted, one of mine being chosen for the final 50 poems roundup are slim to none.

But it was a good practice, and I met on Facebook, wondrous poets who were also posting poems. Pam Uschek's work is luminous as is Molly Fisk's. They were the ones that kept me in the great PADI race.